人有悲欢离合，
月有阴晴圆确，
此事古难全。

lousy translation:
in a the life of a human, there's sadness, happiness, separation, and reunion.
in the cycle of the moon, there's days when it's clouded, clear, waxing, and waning.
such are things that are difficult to satisfy since the times of the past.

that's my response to a blog post by one of the monkeys in the new pasture, wondering when they'll reunite again.